Falling tonight

Chapter 87 Balance
Moreover, her aunt came over halfway.

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously moved towards Mu Zhou, who was standing next to Dr. Du and had a slender figure with his pocket in his pocket.

Mu Zhou was also a little stunned, his handsome face glazed over for a few seconds.

Her aunt came to visit some time ago, so she is definitely not pregnant.

But when it comes to pregnancy, how come her first reaction is resistance, or even panic?

Mu Zhou couldn't help but frown, pressed the corners of his mouth, and stared at the astonished Zhao Rou.

Was she worried about an unexpected pregnancy, or because she didn't want to have a child with him, so she showed such an undisguised expression of resistance?
The doctor just asked casually to rule out the condition. After some examinations, he felt that the problem was not serious and arranged for a female doctor to perform a color ultrasound on Zhao Rou.

When the color ultrasound results came out, Director Du relaxed his eyebrows and said to them in a relaxed tone, "There is nothing wrong with the examination. It should be a sudden muscle spasm. Just lie down and rest more."

Mu Zhou's frown relaxed a little, but he still had a stern look on his face and nodded, "Okay, I'll sleep here tonight."

After Zhao Rou finished the examination, most of the pain disappeared and she could sit up straight. She shook her head when Mu Zhou said this.

"No, I want to go home."

If there's no problem, why go to the hospital?
She had just stood up when the man in front of her held her shoulders down. His broad palms did not exert any force, but they showed irresistible dominance.

"Sit tight," Mu Zhou looked at her coldly and displeased, with an indifferent voice, "Didn't you hear the doctor say that you need to lie down and rest?"

Zhao Rou looked up at him: "Can't I lie down when I get home?"

Muzhou ignored her, turned around coldly, asked the doctor to write the order and picked her up directly out of the doctor's office.

He was angry, but she was injured because of herself, not to mention her pale face in the car. He was afraid that she would be uncomfortable sitting in the car and would have to go upstairs to get back and forth, so he forced her to stay in the hospital. Stay.

Zhao Rou's chest heaved with depression when she saw that he seemed to be indifferent and had his own way of doing things.

Tonight, I saw how domineering and strong this man is.

But with her status and small body, she really couldn't compete with him.

She lay in Mu Zhou's arms, calmed down, and thought, forget it, just live there if you want. Anyway, he arranged it, so she could just sit back and take care of it.

As soon as Mu Zhou went out with Zhao Rou in his arms, he saw Li Sijin walking towards him. The eyes behind the mirror frame looked directly at Zhao Rou in Mu Zhou's arms.

"how is she?"

Zhao Rou heard Li Sijin's voice and turned to look over.

The hospital uses incandescent lights, which are brighter than they were under the dim street lights just now. The right side of Li Sijin's face can be seen clearly. A few red and swollen marks are very obvious on Sven's gentle face, but because his skin is already in good condition, he is not so embarrassed.

But Zhao Rou felt more and more unbearable as she looked at it, and at the same time she glared at the instigator.

She said to Li Sijin, "Sijin, I'm fine. I just hurt my muscles. I'm almost fine now."

Zhao Rou felt that it was inconvenient to talk to Li Sijin like this, and it was a bit awkward to be carried around the hospital by Mu Zhou, so she wanted to come down and walk alone.

But Muzhou's arms held her tightly, and the harder she struggled, the stronger they became.

Reluctantly, she gave up the struggle.

Mu Zhou glanced coldly at the man opposite him, then passed him and walked towards the elevator.

Hearing the footsteps following behind him, Mu Zhou stopped and did not turn around. He just said in a solemn tone, "Master Li, Xiaorou needs to have a good rest, and outsiders should not disturb her." Outsiders?

Li Sijin chuckled, which made the muscles on his face hurt slightly, but he didn't care and just stood behind them.

He stared at Mu Zhou's broad back in front of him and half of Zhao Rou's exposed face, and said calmly, "I care about my sister, and I have no conflict with Mr. Mu."

Mu Zhou narrowed his eyes. When he said sister, he meant that he was not an outsider.

He really felt confident eating Zhao Rou's tofu in the name of brother and sister.

Just as he was about to turn around and make some sarcastic remarks, the fabric on his shoulders was gently pulled up.

Zhao Rou frowned and looked at him. The hand on his shoulder let go of the fabric and signaled him to shut up.

She looked over Mu Zhou's shoulder and said to the person behind her, "Si Jin, I'm fine. He wants to take me to the ward to rest. Go find a doctor quickly to check the injury on your face and apply some medicine."

She didn't think Mu Zhou would let Li Sijin follow him. What if they started fighting again in the ward later.

Let's get rid of Li Sijin.

Moreover, the scars on his face had not been dealt with at first glance. Although they were not scary, it was not good-looking to have such a gentle face like this.

Li Sijin recognized the concern and concern in Zhao Rou's eyes, and probably understood what she meant. His eyes hidden behind the frame flashed slightly, he paused for a while, nodded, and turned around to leave.

Mu Zhou carried her upstairs and entered a VIP ward. Zhao Rou looked around the ward in his arms, and then realized that they were in the hospital where Zhao Fangyi and Han Zihao were hospitalized.

The face of the man above her head was still ugly. Zhao Rou felt that he was putting her on the hospital bed very gently. She looked into the man's cold eyes and curled her lips, "Mr. Mu, you don't make rich people like this." . You are hospitalized even though you are not sick, which is a waste of hospital resources."

Mu Zhou lowered her eyes. She had the strength to speak sarcastically, indicating that it was almost good.

"Otherwise, are you allowed to go home and continue to sleep and fly with your good brother?"

Zhao Rou opened her eyes wide and stared at him, her temper finally rising again, "You have to be so sinister when you speak, right?"

Seeing her eyes widening in anger, Mu Zhou somehow felt more balanced and felt secretly happy.

He let out a cold snort from his nose, turned around and went out of the ward, closed the door, and called Gao Songqing in the corridor and asked him to send him clothes and toiletries.

After living with Zhao Rou for a few days, I got to know her habits to a certain extent. She is a bit of a germophobe and loves to be clean.

Let her live in the ward and prepare the things she usually needs.

Zhao Rou lay on the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze for more than ten minutes.

There was no movement at all outside, it was quiet.

She couldn't help but look at the door. This man just left like this?Send her to live here and then run away, what a demeanor.

Are you just teasing people like this just because you had a quarrel?
Feeling depressed, Zhao Rou waited for a long time, her eyes hurt when she stared at the ceiling, so she simply sat up, took out her cell phone from her bag, and sent a message to Li Sijin to ask how his injury was.

Before the other party could reply, the ward door was opened, and Mu Zhou came in carrying a bag. When he saw her sitting and playing with her mobile phone, he immediately frowned and shouted, "Lie down."

Zhao Rou glanced at the phone screen, glanced at the bag in his hand, and snorted coldly, "Why are you coming back? Are you expecting me to spend the night with someone else and make you feel uncomfortable when you come back?"

Mu Zhou choked, she was using his words to block him.

(End of this chapter)